A small Battlestar and it's fleet travel through the reaches of space, hunted by the cylons.

Origins: Part One

What happened before the cylon attack, told from the perspective of Lieuntenant Junior Grade Milo 'Hedgehog' Charon

Milo Charon lived on Areilon with his family. They were poor, and he wished so much to go off-world. On his 18th birthday, he spent his savings and small amout of money to go to Picon.

On Picon, Milo joined the military because he was broke, and needed a decenty job. He took a raptor the next day to the Battlestar Valkyrie, and enrolled in basic filght.

Due to the shortage of viper pilots due to an accident, he was forced to try a Viper. Shy and shaking, he barely moved the throttle, slowly tagging behind the CAG,Cpt. Jessica 'Ceto' Ross, whom he became friends with earlier.

His hand slipped and he accidentally fired a couple shots over her bow, and was quickly taken out of viper piloting for good. Later, he aceed raptor training and became sucpicious of his trigger happy wingmate, Kyle 'Edge' Arges.

Gaining confidence and completing many missions, he became a needed member of the raptor staff. When stationed on the Natiili System, he was assigned to escort Ministry of Defense member Jack Argon.

When the cylons attacked, his raptor was shot on the left wing, and jumped away after the colonial broadcast station was destroyed by a nuclear missile.

Within an hour, the Ministry member and the crew of the liner were able to gather a fleet of 17 ships and 39674 humans. When returning to the Valkyrie, Charon found Cpt. Jessica 'Ceto' Ross climbing out of her cockpit with charred hair yelling at the deckhands.

After cracking a Wise-Ass joke, Charon went to the cic and was congratulated on keeping the ministry member, who was now president.

The game session ended like this:

CPT. ROSS ENTERS THE ROOM, WALKING UP THE STAIRS ONTO THE RAISED PLATFORM AND STANDING AT THE PODIUM. SHE STARES SADLY INTO THE EYES OF THE PILOTS, STOPPING LONGER AT HEDGEHOG.

ROSS:

I KNOW YOU HAVE ALL HEARD THE AWFLY RUMORS, AND HEARD OF THE STORIES; THE CYLONS ATTACKING THE COLONIES. AND I AM HERE FOR THE COMMANDFER TO TELL YOU THAT THE RUMORS ARE TRUE, THE COLONIES ARE GONE, NOW NUKED WASTELANDS, AND ALL OF OUR FLEET DESTROYED WITH THEM.

I WANT YOU TO KNOE THAT THERE IS STILL HOPE. LOOK AROUND YOU. THE PEOPLE ALL AROUND YOU ARE STILL HUMAN, STILL FACE THE SAME PROBLEMS, AND STILL HAVE TO DEAL WITH IT AS MUCH AS YOU DO. IF WE STAY TRUE TO EACH OTHER WE WILL MAKE IT THROUGH THIS